Inadvertant and Undeniable

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Braeden Amell had been called a lot of things during his journey so far. He had encountered some interesting and diverse people. None had the enthusiasm and determination he had seen in the perky dwarf's eyes, laced with a will to learn a craft he took for granted, that she would never be able to perform. His heart bled for her in that sense. She was so interested in magic, and it's incredible power but she was unable to use it or enter the fade. He first met her before he had met Bhelen, and while he felt Harrowmont was a more honourable man, he'd seen the disdain in Harrowmont's eyes as he talked about the casteless. For the sake of the world, the Orzammar needed to change. The caste system needed to be altered, reformed and changed or downright removed. Dagna was his proof of this. She was no mage, she was the daughter of a smith. The way her eyes lit up when talking about magic, lyrium and mages, it was so obvious to anyone with sense she would never try to be good at anything else. He took an intense liking to her instantly.

 

The dwarf almost flattened him when he told her that the Circle would accept her for study. The Warden was glad Barkspawn was there to get her off him. He wasn't sure what would happen if his mabari wasn't there. He had politely told her that she would be welcome at the tower when ever she could get there and if necessary, he was happy to escort her. He had business there himself, not to mention Irving had let the group stay there when they were in the area. With so much of the circle dead and most of what's left on missions to various parts of Ferelden, gathering the materials for war that they needed, the circle tower was very empty. The perky dwarf squealed with delight when she heard the news.

 

“When are you leaving?” she asked the Warden, before clapping her hands in delight. “I have so much I want to ask you! How it feels when you cast a spell, what lyrium potions make you feel like...I've tasted them but it doesn't work on me! How does a magic staff work?” Braeden cringed at the inadvertent innuendo. The smirk on Dagna's face told him she wasn't completely innocent to it.

 

“I believe we shall be leaving tomorrow at dawn. Sorry, that's er, seven. We'll meet you at the gates of Orzammar then, OK?” She smiled with barely concealed excitement.

 

“Amazing! That's amazing! I will see you then, will you answer my questions? Show me your mages tower?” Dagna squealed her delight, although her tone took a decidedly different turn just before she finished speaking.

 

“Er, yeah, sure, I'll answer the questions, show you the mages tower...I lived there for a long time, but I wouldn't exactly call it...'mine' per se,” Braeden scratched the back of his head as he replied, Dagna's giggle behind her hands as he responded unnerving him.

 

“I'll see you tomorrow, Warden! I look forward to your answers and learning all about your magic staff!” Dagna smiled coyly at Braeden before running off to go and pack her things.

 

He shook his head at the dwarf's swaying hips, before smiling at her attitude that he so admired. The rooms that Bhelen had given them for the night were comfortable yet Braeden was restless, he was definitely looking forward to the morning.

 

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Braeden looked at the apostate he had given the grimoire to, not very long ago. She seemed to have been ignoring him when not in battle since then. He was broken out of his thoughts by someone speaking.

 

“What did you know of dwarves before you went to Orzammar, Warden?”

 

Braeden studied Dagna's face as she asked the question, the two of them pretty isolated in the centre of the group. “Not a lot. All the books I'd read and all the stories I'd heard spoke of gruff, bearded alcoholics with penchants for swearing, being angry and double-handed axes. Never thought there could be...” Braeden stopped himself as he realised what he was saying to the woman that barely got up to his shoulder.

 

“There could be?” Dagna looked up at him with such eager, expectant eyes, he could not help but answer her question.

 

“Attractive, perky, enthusiastic dwarves. I'd not even realised that female dwarves didn't have beards,” Braeden clarified, not expecting her to be so quiet with her response, although her smile was as broad as ever. “I never knew a dwarf could be sexy,” she blushed at his admission, realising he was talking about her.

 

“Thank you, Warden, I didn't realise you thought I was sexy.”

 

“There's a lot of things you don't know about me Dagna, maybe you'll learn them soon.” Braeden did not even try to deny his attraction to her.

 

“I owe you a lot, Warden,” Dagna lowered her head as she spoke, looking at her legs having to move much quicker than Braeden's to keep pace. “I have given you nothing in return, you have asked for nothing in return. I would feel much better if you would allow me to give you a gift.”

 

“You owe me nothing, I took a message to a friend I've known a long time where I was going anyway.”

 

“You've done a lot for me! I've got to thank you...” Dagna did her best impression of Barkspawn's 'Give me some food' eyes. “Please? It'd mean a lot to me,” Braeden just couldn't bring himself to say no.

 

“If you like,” the mage did his best to sound unenthusiastic. “I'm sure we can do something when we're at the circle tower.” The dwarf squealed with delight at his acceptance and he found her arms wrapped around his stomach.

 

“How long will it take us to get there?” She questioned as she looked up at him from beneath his arm.

 

“We should be there by tomorrow evening, one night at camp, assuming there aren't any major delays.”

 

“Good! I have so much to prepare for. Hopefully in the next few days I can gain a very...intimate knowledge of how your magic staff works!” Dagna took the opportunity to release him and almost skip off to the company of the merchants behind them before Braeden got the chance to study her expression.

 

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Dagna had said nothing to him about the conversation during the rest of the journey. A few more questions about magic, and the tower had been asked, but nothing more about his 'magic staff' or anything about how she would thank him. The dwarf had been part of a very uneventful journey to the circle tower and she had helped make even Sten smile. However, the Warden was glad when they got into the tower. Irving greeted them warmly and they were soon led to the rooms they had been assigned. Braeden was given the room he had been awarded as an apprentice although the remaining beds were also empty this time as the others were elsewhere. He didn't even remove anything from his pack before collapsing on the bed, the familiarity making him smile. It must have been an hour of just lying there before he registered anything.

 

“So this was where you slept before you joined the Grey Wardens?” she asked, the Warden's eyes still closed as she spoke.

 

“Yeah, I wasn't here for long, maybe a few weeks but compared to the places I sleep as a Warden...I was here an eternity.”

 

“Awww, you miss this place don't you?” Dagna asked, walking round Braeden's bed as he just lay there, his staff resting on the wall to the side. He opened his eyes to look at the dwarf and shifted over a little to let her sit on his bed.

 

“Yeah, I, er...” The dwarf sat down on the bed next to him. “There are some good friends here, they're all...gone. Dead or collecting supplies the circle needs to fight the blight. I'm not used to this.”

 

“Well I have a surprise for you, Braeden,” Dagna took the Warden's hand as he wondered why she had actually called him his name for once. “Come with me.”

 

“Er...what for?” He asked, sitting up as she walked to where a door would have been if this was any other building in Ferelden.

 

“I wanted to thank you. Please?” She had found Braeden's weakness towards her, if she asked nicely, he would say yes. He did, and was standing up before he even thought about replying.

 

“Sure, I guess,” the former circle mage said, not bothering to pick his staff up as he got onto his feet, slipping his feet into his boots, he left them loose as he was not expecting to go far. It was a lot darker than he was used to when he left his abode. He stopped dead when his eyes took in the room before him. “What is this?”

 

“This is my way of saying thank you,” the room was lit by a series of small candles, a large rug spread on the floor with some food on it, she had essentially made him an indoor picnic. “There's no one else in these chambers, so it's just us. I hope you don't mind,” she was almost apologetic.

 

“Of course I don't mind, this is amazing. You have this in your pack the whole time?” Braeden asked as he sat down, the perky dwarf sitting next to him and not wasting any time digging in to the food she'd laid out.

 

“I came prepared, I am a dwarf,” Dagna paused in her eating for a short time before digging in again. Braeden laughed at her but she didn't even register it before he began to eat as well. Dagna poured them some ale in a small interruption and they eyed each other over the indoor picnic, smiling and laughing when nothing was being said. “Is everything good? Do you like it? I couldn't get any better ale I'm sorry but I'm hoping you like it...” Braeden interrupted her ramblings.

 

“Stop, Dagna. It's lovely, you didn't need to,” Braeden took a sip of his ale, gulping it down with a satisfied sigh. “It's great ale, my favourite, it's a lovely feast you've put on. I particularly like the meat. I really appreciate it.” Braeden grasped the dwarf's hand in his and squeezed it. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

 

“Oh, well I'm glad. I thought I could help, you know, bridge a gap between the outdoors, travelling,” Dagna's ramblings didn't stop as Braeden grasped her hand, edging himself close to her. “And being in a safe place like the tower by having a picnic like this...” Dagna looked at him, now so close to her, his eyes inspecting her face and hers inspecting his, paying special attention to his lips, his tongue stroking along them as they had gotten a little dry. “Warden...” Braeden's free hand did the cliché move of brushing a strand of hair over the dwarf's ear.

 

“Yes, Dagna?” His eyes lingered on her lips as she replied. He could feel her breath on his skin now, her breathing heavy in anticipation.

 

“I, er, I want to...”

Braeden interrupted her as she was speaking and pressed his lips to hers, the dwarf hesitant at first but soon getting into the kiss. Her free hand found it's way into Braeden's long hair, her hand pulling him in tight as their kiss deepened, their tongues intertwining. The mage did his best to be calm and let her set the pace, he didn't want to spook her. He needn't have worried though, her enthusiasm carried over into this arena too, the dwarf's hands finding their way to his chest and pushing him onto his back in no time at all, the Warden putting up no resistance before she started to undo his robes. “I've imagined this since I first saw you, Braeden. I always wanted to know how your...magic staff worked,” she smiled at him, his cock hardening at her admission, unknown to her. He leaned up while her hands worked, his mouth finding hers and the Mage's tongue sought the scholar's, their tongues duelling as she undid his robes. His fingers found their way to the buttons on her clothes to undo them as she opened his robes, baring his chest, stomach and smallclothes to her.

 

She broke the kiss to look at him and she was not disappointed. He may not have been the strongest of men but his body did not show it, the arduous task he had undertaken since leaving the circle meaning he had a very toned body. He didn't let the robes off his arms though and Dagna helped him undo the buttons on her clothes and he kissed her again. As soon as her buttons were undone her hands started to push Braeden's robes off his shoulders and he shucked out of them, the robe spilling out underneath him as another blanket to help them forget about the rough surface of the floor of the circle tower. All that remained was his jewellery and the smallclothes that barely hid the strength of his erection.

 

“I always read that mages were old, fat and ugly...You were not like them...I see you continue to be nothing like the books,” Dagna praised him as she broke the kiss, her small hands roaming his chest and playing with his necklace, his hands pushing her dress off her shoulders. “You know your group, or some Templars might come in...” he wasn't fooled by her protests. She made no move to stop him and he peppered her shoulders with kisses as her skin was revealed.

 

“That's exactly why you did this, isn't it?” He paused in kissing her shoulder for a short time to talk. “You want to be with a mage,” he continued, kissing again as her dress fell off her shoulders leaving her in just her smalls, her hands attempting to cover her even as he began to kiss her neck and pull her into his body, their heads level as he sat on the floor and she knelt. “You want to be with a mage where someone might catch you...” her shiver under his hands told him he was right, although her hands stayed to attempt to cover herself, even though he wasn't looking. “Don't be nervous Dagna. I want you. I have since I first met you...” he looked her in the eye as he told her that. She shied away under his gaze before a hand turned her back. They looked at each other before their heads surged forward and their lips found each other, the kiss deepening quickly until her lips parted under pressure from the Warden's tongue, it caressing and stroking his soon-to-be lover's own tongue.

 

The kiss continued even as Braeden's hands explored the dwarf's body, so unused to the touch of a human but shivering with excitement from it. Dagna's natural curiosity soon led to her returning the favour, her hands searching his body for every spot he enjoyed and every spot he didn't. She found many of both and delighted in them before she found where she was really looking for. There were many books on humans and human anatomy in Orzammar, most of which she had read, but they did not compare to the real thing, did not compare to the way he broke the kiss and gasped as she touched it through his smalls.

 

His moans were deep and low as she slowly squeezed his clothed cock, her giggle at his reaction doing nothing to break the mood. Strong hands pulled her close to him once more and kissed her, before pulling her down on top of him, lying down beneath the dwarf. Braeden had expected her to have more problems straddling him but he had overestimated the name of her species. They weren't that much smaller than he was but his musings on her size were interrupted by her tongue and her hands pulling at his smalls.

 

His smile at her eagerness was not lost on her as she broke the kiss, basically sitting on his knees to pull his smalls over his engorged cock. Her eyes were focused on his crotch, the head and then shaft of his manhood revealed to her gaze, twitching with arousal as she licked her lips at it, pausing before he took one of her hands and guided it to his cock. He closed her hand around it and showed her how to stroke him, which she wasted no time in doing it on her own, very enthusiastically.

 

The Warden moaned under her ministrations, allowing her the time to explore him slowly but he was not a man of patience, obscuring her view of her movements on his hard cock as he kissed her, his hands reaching around behind her to undo her breast band, the dwarf making no effort to stop him, her hand continuing to stroke him, her other one pulling his smalls further down. His hips raised up to allow the smalls to move down his legs, before she raised up from his thighs. She broke the kiss, waving the Mage's underwear in front of him, her own damp smalls resting on his thighs, before he finished wrestling with her breast band, pulling it away from her, revealing her breasts to him: as perky and beautiful as the rest of her. He waved her own breast band in her face in return, his eyes still unable to leave her breasts, before he threw it onto the floor, not paying any attention to where it went or to where she had thrown his smalls.

 

“Magnificent,” he quietly said to himself before dropping his head and raising his thigh to lift her to his mouth and teeth. He groaned as her hand resumed her work, kissing in between her breasts, his hands steadying her on his thigh. Her hand sped up but he did his best to stay calm to patiently kiss around her chest, occasionally biting, sucking, sometimes licking at her recently exposed skin and breasts. He avoided the peaks until her hand that had been holding his smalls was buried in his hair, attempting to push him to where she wanted.

 

“Braeden...” she groaned deeply as his lips continued to kiss her skin, leaving his name in the air for quite a while before he responded.

 

“Yes?” His breath tingled on her skin as he spoke, before he returned to what he was doing, still never going quite where she wanted him to. She whimpered quietly while he teased her, one of his hands kneading one of her cloth-clad arse cheeks as the other hand kept her steady on his thigh. She began to move herself up and down his thigh, doing her best to try and grind onto it but just getting more frustrated at the awkward angle.

 

“Please?” She asked as her hand left his cock and joined her other one in the back of his hair, holding him tightly to her. “Please don't tease me,” she pleaded above his head. From the moment he had met her, he had been unable to resist the dwarf, so different to everything he had ever expected to find in Ferelden, let alone Orzammar. He acquiesced but from this position, he couldn't do what he really wanted. That could wait though, his teeth and lips making their way to the turgid peak of one of her perky breasts. Dagna did not hide her pleasure as his tongue started to lick at her nipple, circling it, stroking it, flicking it, lips surrounding it to engulf it, teeth lightly biting it. The hand that had once been kneading her arse made its way to her thigh, teasing the inside once more, before her hand found his to guide it towards her now soaking wet smalls. He smiled with her nipple inside his mouth, before his fingers and palm cupped her sex through the cloth, her hips doing their best to create friction with it.

 

He didn't keep her waiting long, moving the panties to the side and stroking along her folds, her gasp as he did so quiet but prominent. Long digits danced, putting pressure on her core but not enough to penetrate. Her hips ground into his hand, her fingers pulling his head tightly onto her breast. The Warden's tongue moved faster, flicking her nipple strongly to take her mind away from the position of his hand. He pushed a finger into her core and from her reaction she was definitely not expecting it. Her squeal was loud as was the long, low moan that followed it. His finger curled to stroke at her walls as he pushed in and he pressed his palm to her crotch to stimulate her clit. He paused for a second to catch his breath.

 

“More,” the enthusiastic dwarf whispered. He looked up at her. “Please?” His smile was broad at her plea. He had no intention of stopping but he decided he would tease her. He withdrew his finger till only the tip was in and the look of disappointment on her face was heart-wrenching. “Please! I'll do anything...” the Warden lightly kissed her nipple, before pushing his finger in again. “Oh by the stone, yes!”

 

“I had no intention of stopping, Dagna, I was merely pausing. I am going to hold you to that, though.” The mage's mischievous smile was returned by her, before he took her previously neglected nipple into his mouth and his hand started to move, his finger withdrawing and then pushing back in roughly to her soaking wet pussy, curling to stroke her walls and find a spot he had found often with other lovers...her body tensed when he found it, it was closer than he was used to. She was a dwarf after all and she squealed as he relentlessly stimulated it. A second finger was pushed in alongside the first as she did her best to move to meet the thrusts, her hands in his hair tight and rough. It wasn't long until she was near her peak and Braeden did not tease her, he was relentless in stimulating that spot, his palm doing the same to her clit as his mouth and tongue did the same to her spectacular mounds.

 

“Oh Warden...Braeden, oh by the STONE!”She screamed as she reached her peak. The mage glad of the enormous heavy door and huge stone walls of the circle tower to make sure no one was going to hear her. The orgasm was intense, her body tensing before shaking almost violently, her head thrown back as jumbled sounds escaped from her mouth, her juices coating the Warden's hand...his actions having stopped when she went over the edge. He was looking at the dwarf's face as she writhed in orgasmic glory and he would <i>definitely</i> have described it as that. He throbbed with arousal at how sexy she looked. She collapsed on his shoulder, breathing heavily as she draped her arms around his neck. His smile was broad as he took her weight before pressing light kisses along her shoulder towards her neck. “Braeden...” Dagna lightly whispered, a little exasperated, her voice not stopping his lips kissing her neck, teeth occasionally biting, drawing light gasps from her each time he did it.

 

“Yes, Dagna?” Was eventually replied, in between kisses on her neck.

 

“I, er, I...” he stopped kissing her to finally withdraw his fingers from the dwarf's wet core, another gasp drawn from her lips as he did so. The Warden raised them to his lips, looking the dwarf in the eye as he licked his fingers clean of the juices she had made. The tower's new resident looked like she didn't know what to think before she lightly shivered and reached a hand down to slowly stroke his cock, a moan escaping from his lips as she stroked him. “I want you to...use your magic staff now,” she smiled before letting go of his cock and pushing him onto his back before she stood up, remove her drenched smalls then straddle him, placing her still dripping wet pussy over the mage's rock hard cock. Braeden was in no mood to wait, his now clean hands resting on her hips, pushing his cock upwards into her incredibly tight pussy. He could barely get the tip in, raising her body with his movements rather than pushing his cock into her, though it wasn't long before she started to lower herself onto him.

 

“Oh my, this is...wow, I had no idea it would feel like...” she moaned long and low as Braeden gritted his teeth, her tight pussy slowly engulfing his cock. “Like...like this. I feel so...”

 

“Tight?” Braeden interrupted as he pushed her down onto his cock, he was sure she could take it, he knew how very, very wet the curvy dwarf was. The muscles in his neck bulged with effort, her core descending as far as it could, only managing to surround about two thirds of his thick cock.

 

“Full. By the stone Braeden, you fill me up...” her voice had an extremely erotic combination of euphoria and surprise, before she raised herself up till only the tip was inside her, impatience meaning she didn't wait to impale herself on all she could of the Warden's rock hard cock, both of them moaning loudly as she did so. “It feels amazing...” Dagna quietly whispered, almost to herself, “I've never felt anything quite like it...are all humans like this?” She asked while short legs raised the dwarf off the mage's cock, dropping suddenly back down to get all she could of him inside of her, her perky breasts bouncing when she did so, Braeden's eyes following them, mesmerised by them.

 

“I...” he groaned loudly as the smith's daughter engulfed a little more of him than before, her muscles clenching around him, her tight pussy caressing his engorged manhood. “Wouldn't know...” He squeezed one of her surprisingly firm arse cheeks as she rode him, still unable to get all of his cock inside her but neither cared, both driven close to their peaks. The scholar's cries filled the room, her praise of the Warden, his cock and the stone growing louder with each movement. Braeden was extremely quiet, a lifetime of needing to be quiet in the tower had become a habit which was difficult to break, even if he wanted to. The muscles in his neck bulged with effort as the dwarf bounced on his throbbing hard 'staff' with the same enthusiasm she put into everything. The way her face contorted and the noises she made, showed him how close she was to her orgasm and sweat had begun to coat their skins.

 

“Oh I'm so close!” Dagna loudly wailed, “Please, I'm so close!” Braeden gritted his teeth and thrusted upwards as she lowered herself the last time, her voice exploding while she went over the edge, no words coming from her lips. A pure, strong guttural moan reverberated around the room as she tensed strongly, still unable to form words during her orgasm, the walls of her pussy strongly contracting around the Warden's cock. He closed his eyes as she collapsed forward on him, her body shaking with strong aftershocks as her hands rested on his chest, raising slowly as he did his best to calm himself. The strength of his erection never waned, which she noticed as she raised her head to him. “Did you?” Her look was one of confusion. A head shake was the response. “Again?” She asked, a huge smile on her face. He smiled back.

 

“Definitely, I'm not done with you yet, my incredible little scholar. Not by a long shot...” His hands grasped her buttocks, holding her in place as he withdrew and thrust back in suddenly. A gasp reverberated around the room.

 

“Oh fuck me Warden, fuck me!” She said and Braeden continued to thrust into her. Dagna straightening up again, her breasts bouncing as Braeden thrusted up into her, still unable to get all of his cock inside the dwarf. She looked like she was close to her peak again, almost immediately after the human began to push inside her, he was closer though and he wouldn't have that. He slowed down, holding her arse tightly to keep her from moving herself. He sat up and stretched his neck.

 

“We have a number of beds to use you know...” His voice was quiet and soothing, before he kissed her neck, his hands roaming her skin before her arms wrapped around his neck, gripping his hair.

 

“I think we should go to yours...” The dwarf cooed as he laid kisses down her neck to her shoulder, before pulling his lips to hers and they shared a lustful but caring kiss. Braeden's cock twitched inside the dwarf, before she stood up, both of them sighing deeply when she was finally empty of his manhood. She picked up her clothes quickly and swayed her hips invitingly while she walked back to her bed, the human enthralled by her, putting her clothes away in what counted as her room. The Warden took the opportunity to pick up his own clothes, leaving the blanket and the food there, before Dagna reappeared from behind the wall in her room. He looked at her with a big smile on her face, his cock bouncing with arousal at the sight of her walking towards him, then past him to his bed. His robes and smallclothes were thrown in a heap on the far side of the bed, Dagna climbing up on the bed on all fours, determined to give her mage a show which he did appreciate, her pussy soaking wet and very visible to him. She turned her head to look at him as he joined her on the bed, his cock in his hand as he placed it at the entrance to her pussy.

 

“Dagna, I'm a Grey Warden which means my chances of getting you pregnant are beyond tiny...so do you mind?” Braeden left the rest of the question unsaid. She enthusiastically shook her head with a big smile on her face, before pushing back to try and get him inside her. He didn't let her, pulling back with her movement, a disappointed pout coming over her face in reflex reaction. One of his hands gripped the front of the top of her leg, grasping her leg and hip, his other hand still holding onto his cock to tease the scholar's clit with it, still hard but not as close to his peak as he was a few short minutes before. Moans filled the room again, the dwarf's hands taking hold of the headboard as his rock hard cock played with her clit, juices dripping onto his already well-coated cock.

 

“Don't tease me...oh FUCK!” Dagna cried out as the Warden's cock entered her, his hand pulling her to meet him, taking as much of his manhood as she could but still unable to take it all. “Oh by the stone, fuck me Warden!” Braeden smiled at the scholar's un-scholarly language but duly obliged her anyway, the sound of his cock pushing into her wet pussy quietly filling the room when her moans did not. He was a little disappointed that he would not be able to hear the sound of his hips meeting her arse, but the tightness of her core, her moans and the woman in general quickly got him over it, soon ignored like another feeling he had. She began to meet his thrusts and he knew he was getting a little deeper inside her, completely enraptured in their movements. The Warden's voice added to her own, quietly, his hand that had guided his manhood inside her now stroking her clit as he could feel himself growing closer to his peak.

 

“Oh by the Maker you feel good!” Braeden said, knowing he was making noise by this point wanted to say something to stop him moaning, even for a second. A particularly vigorous push back from Dagna told him it was appreciated, her moans growing louder.

 

“Fuck me Warden, tell me you're fucking me! I'm getting so close!” The Dwarf almost shouted, looking back at him with lust in her eyes. Braeden continued his actions, his still rock hard cock plunging as deep as it could into her thoroughly drenched tight core, but his mouth didn't match his movements. He took a few thrusts before he regained some semblance of composure and could say anything.

 

“I'm fucking you Dagna, do you want me to fuck you?” The mage said, a little throatily, his mouth dry. His body was caked in sweat, unable to summon the concentration to cast a cooling spell, the dwarf underneath him in the same situation. She almost screamed as his hand began to rub her clit more roughly but it was not in displeasure.

 

“Stone, yes! Fuck me Braeden! I am yours to do with as you want!” She shouted back as they grew closer to their peaks, his manhood fucking her tight, inviting core for all it was worth.

 

“So if I wanted to finish in your mouth, I would finish in your mouth, yes Dagna?” He could feel her walls clench around him as he said that, her body showing him what he already knew, she liked dirty talk.

 

“Yes!” The headboard was now rocking with her hands, thankfully not quite at the wall or her fingers would not work again.

 

“If I wanted you to perform oral sex on Morrigan, you would perform oral sex on Morrigan, yes Dagna?” The dwarf was not the only woman Braeden was infatuated with. Ever since Zevran had told him stories of women of all kinds having sex with other women of all kinds he had wanted to see it for himself. The way Dagna tensed all over and went quiet to catch her breath would have told him that she may have not liked it, but she was meeting his thrusts even more enthusiastically than before not to mention an extremely audible gasp. He was about to come.

 

“Oh by the stone yes, I'm at my peak...oh BRAEDEN!” Dagna squealed his name as she came, her body releasing it's built up tension almost violently, shuddering vigorously, her walls clenching tightly around the Warden's cock and he couldn't take any more.

 

“Oh Andraste's tits that feels good, oh FUCK!” Braeden quietly but viciously signalled his orgasm, getting as much of him, but still not all, of his cock inside her. His hand stilled on her clit as he erupted, his cock pulsing as it spilled everything he had into her. The Warden's neck bulged with effort to keep quiet, not realising he was doing it nor did it matter, the dwarf he was coming inside was loud enough for an army, her moan so long and loud. The way their juices mixed and the way her walls moved as she came made her feel unlike anything Braeden had known, her orgasm still going for what felt like an eternity, his own doing the same.

 

It had to end sometime though and Braeden released the breath he didn't realise he was holding before withdrawing from the dwarf's drenched, molten pussy. He heard a noise and his head whipped around to see black hair disappearing around the wall, one of his hands extending on instinct to stun whoever was there, before he stepped off the bed unsteadily to go see who it was. Dagna had already collapsed and was breathing heavily, sharing a smile with the mage before he disappeared round the corner.

 

“Morrigan?” The Warden was incredibly surprised at who he found frozen still outside of his room. He was still naked, his cock coated in another woman's juices as he confronted her. Her yellow eyes found his. He sniffed the air before he moved his hand, Morrigan able to move suddenly again.

 

“You were having sex with that dwarf?” She could have been spitting venom with the how viciously the words came from her mouth but Braeden had learnt how to read people well in his time as the leader of the Grey Wardens in Ferelden. Morrigan hadn't moved since she was released from the spell.

 

“I recall you saying that you would make no designs on my independence. Did you not?” Braeden pressed her body between his and the wall, his lips dancing next to hers. He hadn't noticed but Dagna was watching with a smile on her face.

 

“'Tis not what I meant! I did not mean you could go fuck another woman without me!” One of her hands gripped his side. There wasn't as much venom in her voice.

 

“What did you mean?” Braeden asked, pressing closer. Dagna did her bit to stay quiet but travelled a hand down her body to stroke her still sensitive clit.

 

“I...” Braeden didn't let her speak further as he covered her lips with his, the dark haired witch not kissing back for a moment but it didn't take long until she forgot she was angry with him and pressed her full effort into kissing him. Morrigan was not one to lay back though, Braeden soon finding himself up against the wall as his favourite apostate took control for the moment. Dagna added in a quiet moan which both of them picked up on, Morrigan's head turning to the dwarf instantly. Braeden took the opportunity to kiss her neck, a guttural moan escaping Morrigan's lips as he did so.

 

“Morrigan, I could smell your arousal before we started kissing. Don't fight this!” His hands pulled her onto him as he kissed her, his erection having returned with a vengeance. Her moan was quiet but intense as she felt it against her, even through her clothes.

 

“You were...just...” Morrigan's protests grew quieter as Braeden's lips continued to work on her, his fingers now working at undoing her clothes so he could remove them. “Just...”

 

“Just?” Braeden asked, Dagna still watching them while stroking her own clit, her lower lip bitten tightly between her teeth. Morrigan closed her eyes as the lower half of her clothing was shed, pooled around her ankles, his hands caressing her now exposed legs. She didn't reply to the Warden's question, simply letting him caress her, undress her as she attempted to resist his advances even though she knew she would fail. She'd not realised yet but she would do anything for him. It didn't take Braeden long to remove her top, leaving her in nothing but her incredibly damp smalls, before he turned her around, pressing her up against the wall and found her lips with his once again. Her hands began to roam his back, then finding their way to his hair before she felt her smalls being pulled down her legs, her mind racing far too much to work out that both of her man's hands were placed against the wall on either side of her. The witch moaned as her wet pussy was exposed to the air of the tower, breaking the kiss, meaning when a tongue reached out to flick her clit there was nothing to muffle her noises.

 

“Oh my...oh FUCK!” The dark-haired woman's scream reverberated around the room before she bit down on the shoulder right next to her, a wave of exhaustion coming over her before two hands wrapped themselves around her, a finger teasing at the entrance to her womanhood, the tongue paying lavish attention to the bud of nerves. Morrigan had worked out why she felt exhausted as the dwarf gave her oral sex, Braeden wanted to make sure she didn't shape-shift, make sure she got to enjoy the pleasures that Dagna was prepared to give her. She was most definitely prepared to give Morrigan pleasure too, diving into eating the witch's pussy with boundless enthusiasm.

 

Braeden began to kiss the apostate's neck, her moans not the only sounds in the room now, although Dagna's were dampened which only added to the sensation, added to what she was trying to do. A slender human hand descended from the Warden's back to grip the scholar's hair, making sure she didn't stop what she was doing.

 

“Enjoying yourself?” Braeden asked, changing his stance, before bending down to attend to the magnificent breasts that were heaving intensely as the dwarf's tongue and fingers worked so hard, the soaking wet core fucked by short fingers.

 

“I would not...-” the scowl on her face that had suddenly appeared was washed away as Dagna attacked her clit, working out very quickly how Morrigan wanted to be treated. A strong groan escaped the witch as Braeden's teeth bit on her nipple, the other pinched between two fingers, the wet noise of the dwarf's fingers pushing in and out of a sopping wet pussy, muffled moans around a thoroughly aroused clit causing constant sighs and groans of lust.

 

“I think she likes what you're doing Dagna. Don't stop!” Commanded the Warden, determined to make sure the witch enjoyed herself, even against her will. His own actions did not stop, waving to add an invisible hand to help the scholar with touching herself, something he had long ago discovered how to do, much to the annoyance and happiness of a few mages in the tower. Few of them had enjoyed a lesson with Irving as they did when Braeden's invisible hand had been rubbing their clit.

 

The dwarf's muffled moans grew louder as did the apostate's, the increased vibrations caused by Braeden's magic clearly appreciated by the witch. Morrigan was giving up all pretence of not wanting this, moaning wantonly, her hand doing it's best to help her grind onto the tongue and fingers working her so well, had anyone been watching her face it would have been obvious she was right at the edge. Braeden was too busy with the magnificent breasts of the Korcari Wilds' finest export, a mouth on one and a hand on the other, the other holding this unique woman up while using his magic to stroke Dagna's clit.

 

It didn't take long for all this to send Morrigan over the edge, signalled by her crying out, tensing up before going almost silent and her back arching, hand tightening in the hair of the two pushing her over it. She said no words, her pussy drenching Dagna's hand and tongue, both of which started to slow as she did so.

 

“Don't stop Dagna,” Braeden ordered. “Don't stop until I tell you.” Dagna didn't answer, simply redoubling her efforts and Morrigan cried out again, close to her peak almost immediately. “Want us to stop Morrigan?” The Warden asked, not waiting for an answer before continuing, unable to switch breasts due to the way he was standing. The way her hands played in his hair, scratching his scalp told him she did not mind.

 

“You stop...-” Morrigan bit her lip as Dagna sucked particularly hard, “I will turn you into a toad!” He chuckled into her breast, looking up as much as he could while he did it, unable to read how she reacted as her head was thrown back. The dwarf was growing close to her peak now, her movements on Morrigan growing erratic but the witch was so close to coming she didn't even notice. Braeden was throbbing with arousal as he listening to the sounds that were made by the scholar and the apostate when they were about to come but all he wanted was to hear what they sounded like as they did come.

 

He sped up as much as he could, his magic on Dagna's clit, his tongue and fingers on Morrigan's breasts. That was all that was needed to finish both of them off, Dagna letting go of the apostate's clit to scream her approval at going over her peak, Morrigan's moans joining her immediately. Braeden stopped his ministrations on the both of them, straightening up to take in the sight of the Witch's face as she came. It was as wild, beautiful and raw as he knew the rest of her to be. He caught her eye and she pulled him to her for a breathless kiss. It didn't last long as she was still coming, Braeden surprised at how long it lasted. As both of them came down, Morrigan kissed the Warden deeply.

 

“I didn't stop,” Braeden pointed out.

 

“Neither did I!” Dagna said, now stood up. Braeden wanted to fuck Morrigan painfully now, worried that the dwarf would be left out. A thought crossed his mind and he smiled, coercing his witch down so her face was level with the dwarf's. He expected to have to encourage, ask or even threaten before they would kiss but he didn't need to. It was almost immediate, their lips locking, their tongues dueling, Braeden pressing his erection onto Morrigan's behind so she could feel his arousal.

 

“Does someone need attention?” Morrigan asked teasingly as she broke the kiss with Dagna, looking back at the Warden, wiggling her arse onto his cock. A deep growl reverberated around the room, Braeden Amell's hands wrapping around the apostate's waist, picking her up to take her back to his bed, fake struggling as he lifted her over his shoulder. Morrigan gestured the dwarf to come with them, something Braeden was sure she would have done anyway. The raven-haired human had definitely stopped acting like she didn't want this. He wasn't gentle with her when she got to the bed, throwing her on it face first, almost immediately pulling her back so her ass was jutting out towards him, sliding his hard cock in immediately in one movement. They both sighed contentedly.

 

“Hurry up dwarf, we do not have all night!” Morrigan complained before Dagna scrambled up on the bed, their kiss heated as the witch tasted her own juices on the scholar's lips. Braeden quickly slid out and slammed back in as he watched them kiss, the force of his thrust breaking it for a second before they resumed kissing. Morrigan squealed as she felt the phantom hand stroke her clit, both of Braeden's gripping her hips to pull her back on him as his rhythm grew faster, grew stronger.

 

“Fuck her Braeden. Make her come,” Dagna said, almost pleading, when she broke the kiss, now kissing her neck, two small hands searching for the magnificent bouncing breasts and playing with them like she herself enjoyed. The reaction told her Morrigan didn't like it quite the same, but when she was getting fucked she liked anything.

 

“Fuck me Warden! Make me come!” Morrigan mimicked the Dwarf, looking back over the shoulder that was not being kissed, locking eyes with the Warden as he redoubled his efforts, neck muscles straining as he tried not to come. The tell-tale signs of impending orgasm littered the way the apostate moved, breathed and talked, her thrusts back to meet the Warden growing erratic, her sounds growing stronger yet more breathless, all thoughts of her reluctance to join in what Braeden and Dagna were doing completely, utterly forgotten.

 

The raven-haired beauty cried out wordlessly, before she was silenced, her body tensing as her orgasm ravaged her body. She clenched around the Warden's cock, trying to get him to spill his seed but he gritted his teeth, his neck bulging and he managed to keep himself from coming. Her body arched, her head thrown back, mouth open wide as her orgasm continued, Dagna having sat back to watch the way her body moved as she came, Braeden's eyes closed to make sure he didn't see how good he knew she looked when she had an orgasm. Her core was even hotter and tighter than usual as she came, her juices coating his balls and the inside of her thighs, before she collapsed forward, her arms forming a pillow for her head.

 

The Warden released the breath he had been holding, his throbbing hard cock buried in the witch as she had strong aftershocks, looking at Dagna, gesturing to move in front of Morrigan with his head. The dwarf looked puzzled, but did as he said, moving in front of Morrigan but on all fours herself. When the apostate looked up, she was staring at the glistening lips of the scholar's pussy and Braeden pushed her towards it, his hips meeting her ass and moving her forward. She didn't need the encouragement, the wordless hope that she would do as Dagna had done to her not so long ago, her tongue flicking out to lick at her clit.

 

“Oh by the stone, yes!” Dagna cried out, her hands gripping the headboard as the witch's tongue started to explore her womanhood, stroking her clit, licking her labia, kissing and sucking on both, two hands now resting on the scholar's ass. Braeden watched intently, leaning to the side so he could see more, his cock throbbing inside his witch, who moaned approvingly. The dwarf did the same, the vibrations from the mouth wrapped around her clit turning her on, slowly but surely working her towards her peak. The Warden leaned down to whisper something into his lover's ear, another deep moan erupting from her, Dagna looking back, her hands clenching on the headboard, her eyes meeting his. A broad smile crossed his face before he straightened up, starting to withdraw from Morrigan's pussy.

 

“Now,” he commanded, pushing back in with all his might as Morrigan pushed two fingers into the dwarf, the apostate doing her best to keep the scholar's clit in between her lips, though as she was being fucked by the mage she was a little rough. It didn't seem to matter, moans from Dagna growing louder, head thrown back, before Morrigan decided to change tac.

 

“Huh?” The dwarf said, confused as to why Morrigan had suddenly stopped doing anything. She looked back, Braeden thrusting faster into his witch, the noises she made showing he had resumed playing with her clit, occasionally spanking her ass, the slap bringing an involuntary moan from his apostate, before her tongue was plunged deep into the dwarf, her fingers stroking her clit in tight circles. To the Warden, it almost seemed as if he was fucking both of them, every thrust he made into Morrigan pushed her tongue into Dagna, each time he withdrew from the apostate, her tongue withdrew from the scholar. It only made him speed up, pounding his cock deep into the black-haired beauty beneath him, her tongue fucking the perky dwarf in front of her, fingers working hard.

 

“Oh by the...Morrigan!” Dagna screamed. They were all breathing heavily, Braeden quietly, Morrigan's breathing felt by Dagna, just making the dwarf louder and louder. The room was filled with sounds of her moaning, groaning, squealing and screaming.

 

“Oh Andraste's tits Morrigan, you look so fucking good doing that,” Braeden said, his voice far calmer than he was. A wave of his hand and the room cooled around them, their bodies caked in sweat. Dagna's breathing began to get more erratic, as did the noises that came from the perky dwarf, Morrigan's movements doing the same. Braeden's muscles strained as he put all his effort into making the apostate beneath him come, his hands stroking her clit and pulling her onto his cock, his hips thrusting forward as hard as he could, withdrawing quickly and then thrusting forward again, getting as deep as he could.

 

“Oh by the stone yes Morrigan, right there!” Dagna shouted, the apostates tongue curling and moving inside her, finding the right spot for her to hit every time Braeden thrust, which he gladly did. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer but the mage was determined to make sure that the two women with him came first. Their moans grew stronger, Dagna praising Morrigan's tongue and fingers, over and over again, Morrigan saying nothing and her moans deep, quietened by the dwarf's crotch. Braeden was quiet, concentration written across his face as he did his best to forget his own pleasure and give them theirs. The way they were moving, the noises they were making told him he was doing well.

 

“Yes Morrigan, oh right...” Dagna panted heavily, “Right there, right there!” The apostate continued doing as she was, thrusting back to get the Warden's hard cock deeper from behind, tongue-fucking the horny scholar in front of her, stroking the dwarf's clit, moaning erratically, her mind focused on trying to make the dwarf come before her own orgasm overtook her. A slender hand sped up, stroking faster and stronger.

“Oh, by the stone I'm going to come!” Dagna screamed, shaking the headboard almost violently before it stilled, her scream wordless and intense, muscles clenched, head thrown back, her body arched almost violently. Her pussy flooded with her juices, Morrigan tasting it as she continued to get fucked, starting to lap at the dwarf's core to taste as much as she could. Braeden could barely believe any of it but his rhythm didn't slow, making it harder for Morrigan to concentrate on what she was doing, but as Dagna collapsed, she no longer cared. The dwarf rolled onto her back to watch the two humans on the bed with her, contentment painted all over her face, her thighs soaked with her own juices.

 

“Keep going Braeden...if you come before I do, there is going to be...oh my, no there is NOT!” She shouted the last word incredibly loudly, her orgasm finally washing over her, back arching intensely, proud breasts jutting out for Dagna to marvel at, bottom lip bit powerfully. Braeden did not stopping fucking her with all his might, his hands pulling her onto him, his face showing how good she felt as she came but he wasn't ready just yet. The dwarf watching had no idea how Morrigan did it but she remained on all fours through her peak, beginning to put more effort into meeting the Warden's thrusts while she came back to her senses. She didn't remain there long though, another orgasm was close, her moans returning loudly, eyes locking with Dagna as she thrust back onto the mage's cock.

 

“I'm so close Morrigan,” Braeden announced. “If you...”

 

“If you dare remove that cock from me now, I will cut it off,” Morrigan interrupted, to a broad smile from the owner of said cock. It was quickly wiped off as he slammed it deep inside her once more, withdrawing and pounding deep again, legs shaking.

 

“I'm coming, oh fuck, Morrigan!” Braeden's voice was husky, deep before it was cut off, soundless cries as he tensed, thrusting deep and holding as his cock exploded inside the apostate's already soaking womanhood.

 

“Oh my, Braeden!” The witch moaned, another orgasm washing over her as she felt his seed surge into her, Dagna almost forgotten next to them. His head was thrown back, hands still gripping her hips, muscles bulging and tense as he came, sending spurt after spurt of his come into the raven-haired beauty his cock was buried in, her body churning as she came herself. The dwarf studied them with intense interest, their orgasms strong and long, but before she wanted them to, they collapsed onto the bed, his manhood still buried inside her, her back against his front. The Warden kissed her neck, before looking at Dagna.

 

“If you wish for tenderness and cuddling, you shall have to ask the bard,” Morrigan quipped, doing her best to keep any mystique she still had from Braeden alive. His hand travelled down her stomach to stroke her clit slowly, bringing a quiet gasp from her lips as her head turned to his, meeting his lips with hers for a passionate kiss, the taste of Dagna's come on her tongue, which they both savoured. Dagna's movements on the bed brought her to their attention, Braeden broke the kiss with the witch, pulling the dwarf's head down to his with his free hand and kissing her instead. He could feel Morrigan's gaze, although the unexpected move of her kissing his neck caused his cock to twitch inside her, still hard.

 

“I want you two to kiss,” the Warden said, almost pleadingly after he broke the kiss for some air. Dagna moved quickly to do so, staring into captivating yellow eyes before enthusiastically jumping into the kiss, their tongues meeting quickly, Dagna's own juices still on the apostate's tongue. She got passionately into the kiss and Morrigan could feel how aroused Braeden was, watching them, throbbing hard. The dwarf, however, could not. When she broke the kiss, she sighed heavily, clearly disappointed before she slide off the bed, walking dejectedly towards the open area that was the rest of the room.

 

“Where do you think you're going?” Morrigan said in the manner a commander would speak to their soldiers. Braeden chuckled.

 

“I, er, was going to get my clothes and go to bed...” Morrigan rolled onto Braeden before straightening up, placing her legs either side of his waist, raising her finger towards the dwarf and gesturing her to come hither.

 

“I do not believe we said this was over,” Morrigan said, rising slowly on his cock, their combined juices coating the inside of their thighs and the top of the bed. They both sighed heavily when she slid back down, Dagna walked over to be in between their thighs at the foot of the bed. “Did we, Braeden?”

 

“I do not recall saying that,” the Warden responded, raising his hips as he watched Morrigan lower herself onto him, her arse prominent as she leaned forward.

 

“Exactly. So you, my lucky little dwarf, are still ours for the night,” Dagna smiled, before Morrigan pulled her close, leaning down to kiss her.

 

“<i>All</i> night?” Dagna questioned.

 

“Grey Warden stamina is legendary, surely you have read all about it. Alas, the stamina of you and I is not, so until we are satisfied,” Morrigan held the dwarf close as she began to ride the Warden's cock, panting heavily as her orgasm started to build again. “Though I must admit, I am close!” She kissed Dagna, making sure to bring the dwarf into a position that Braeden could watch them kiss.

 

“So do I get the Warden again?” Dagna asked as she broke the kiss.

 

“Yes Dagna,” Braeden replied. “You do,” he gestured her to climb onto the bed, the dwarf registering Morrigan's agile turn once more to face them as Braeden positioned the dwarf over his mouth, facing the apostate. “However, I'm getting you again right now...” His lips wrapped around her clit, tongue flicking it and she cried out loudly.

 

“Oh stone, yes. Just like that. Oh lick my clit Warden, oh yes,” Dagna started talking as she watched Morrigan begin to ride his cock, feeling his quiet moans on her clit, the witch's breasts swaying with her movements, her hands resting on Braeden's stomach, slightly leant forward. Dagna did the same, the two girls faces almost touching in the centre as they both rode their favourite Warden. “Oh you look so good riding him, Morrigan...” The dwarf admitted, sheepishly, before biting her lip and looking downwards, attempting to keep her eyes away from the witch. A particularly hard suck from Braeden forces her eyes open and her head up, to find yellow staring deep into her.

 

“Do not think I do not know how good I look dwarf...” Morrigan bit her lip to stifle a moan while she continued to ride Braeden's cock, their combined juices making loud noises as she lowered herself violently. “I do however, appreciate it,” Morrigan latched her lips onto Dagna's, their tongues quickly finding each other, the room a lot quieter, moans from the two women absorbed by the other's mouth.

 

Any noises Braeden was making were absorbed by the crotch of the horny dwarf above him. Morrigan broke the kiss to gaps for air, the sound of her arse meeting the Warden's lap quickly joined by the witch's cries, the dwarf's squeals of ecstasy the loudest once more. They said very little for the next few minutes, the girls moaning loudly as they grew closer to their peaks, Morrigan moving a hand down to her crotch to stroke her clit as she rode her Warden, her cries growing louder. Dagna attempted to lean forward to take one of the apostate's beautiful mounds into her mouth but she wasn't tall enough, until Morrigan noticed what she was doing and leant forward for her.

 

“Oh my, oh YES!” Morrigan shouted as Dagna lightly bit on the nipple between her teeth, the raven-haired witch's movements growing more and more erratic as she got closer and closer to her peak, Dagna doing the same. Braeden moved a little underneath them, before continuing his actions. “Right there Braeden, oh right there, I'm so close...” The Warden redoubled his efforts, his thrusts becoming stronger, faster and deeper, his tongue on the dwarf's clit stroking more quickly, more intensely, fingers inside of her soaking wet pussy stroking harder, searching for spots inside the scholar that made her scream and finding them. “Braeden, oh Braeden, oh YES!” Morrigan moaned as her orgasm overtook her, her movements stilled, body tensing as she came, chest arching into Dagna's mouth, Braeden still thrusting up into the witch as her core clenched around him, even hotter, tighter and wetter than before. The sounds of the Mage's movements, thrusting up into the witch and fingering the scholar, were drowned out by the noises Morrigan made as she came. Dagna stopped paying attention to the witch's stiff nipples, her own peak so close.

 

“Oh yes, Warden! Keep going I'm going to fucking come! I'm so close! Oh fuck! By the stone! Fuuuuck!” Had Morrigan been more coherent she would have been surprised at the dwarf's language, her hair completely dishevelled as her swearing signalled her orgasm. Her back arched as she screamed how good she felt to the heavens, Braeden's actions also meaning Morrigan screamed loudly, another orgasm racking her body too.

The Warden knew if he hadn't come such a short time ago, he would have exploded then. His movements slowed as their orgasms washed over them, their juices covering his cock, his thighs and his crotch, while Dagna's covered his hand and half of his face. When they both came down from their peaks, the room now quiet, they moved off the Warden, the sound of Braeden's cock leaving Morrigan's well-fucked core filling the room.

 

“You did not come, Warden,” Morrigan simply stated, a little breathlessly, before she started to kiss his neck, Braeden licking his fingers clean of Dagna's juices, very little of his seed remaining.

 

“No, I did not,” he replied, simply. Dagna started to lick at his cock, covered in Morrigan's juices, with a little taste of him mixed in. He groaned quietly.

 

“Good idea, dwarf,” Morrigan stated, before kissing Braeden, once more sharing the taste of the dwarf between them, but the kiss did not last long, the Witch taking the Warden's roaming hands and placing them at his side, before moving off the bed to walk around, breasts swaying, before climbing onto the end of the bed, to take the tip of his cock into her mouth, the dwarf licking the base.

 

“Oh fuck, oh Andraste's tits that feels good,” the Mage loudly exclaimed. Morrigan began to bob her head, taking more of his cock into her mouth, a hand now holding it to give her a better angle, Dagna taking one of his balls into her mouth, sucking and licking it, rolling it with her tongue. Braeden moaned loudly, his hands moving to bury itself in both girls hair, his hips arching into their efforts, trying to go deeper into Morrigan's mouth, trying to get more friction. They moaned quietly, fingers from their hands burying themselves in their own pussies, the apostate's digits moving in time with her head. Every time the girls moaned, the Warden did too, no words forming on his tongue.

 

“I think we should stop, dwarf. He should do something for us,” Morrigan stated, her head raised up from his cock even as his hips strained for her mouth once more. Braeden could still hear her fingers entering and withdrawing from her pussy, her face contorting with ecstasy every time. Dagna raised her head up too. He groaned in frustration.

 

“This is no time to tease Morrigan. I'll do anything for you, you know that,” Braeden responded, quite angrily.

 

“Anything, you say? Well I may have a task for you then,” she slowly stroked him with her hand, in time with her fingers.

 

“What is it?” Dagna asked desperately, her fingers stroking her clit quickly.

 

“Mmmmm,” Morrigan moaned quietly, biting her lip before properly responding. “Braeden, will you do it?”

 

“Almost certainly,” Braeden responded. His hands tight in their hair but he was doing his best to make sure it didn't hurt.

 

“Good enough, I suppose.” Morrigan stated, simply. She didn't waste any time, taking Braeden's whole length into her mouth, her tongue moving as much as it could while she did, the Warden almost shouting as she did so.

 

“Andraste's flaming fucking tits, Maker that feels good!” The mage exclaimed, thrusting up to meet the apostate's mouth, Dagna moving down to take one of his balls into her mouth again, the girls now stroking their clits as they pleasured their Warden. “Oh holy fuck, keep going, oh fuck,” Braeden continued to swear loudly as the two women pleasured him so well. It didn't take them long to get him near to his peak, his voice growing wordless, cries growing breathless. “Andraste's fucking wet cunt, I'm so close!”

 

Morrigan continued to work, looking up at her Warden as he looked down at her and the dwarf, his back straining but he was doing his best to look at them as he got closer and closer to his climax, deep dark eyes and bright yellow ones staring at his as their tongues moved, their cheeks hollowed, their heads bobbed. It didn't take long before Braeden shouted his climax to the heavens, straining his head to make sure he could see Morrigan and Dagna as he came, the witch pulling back till only the tip was in her mouth, almost violently jerking him off into her mouth. “Holy FUCK, I'm coming!”

 

His voice was hoarse and <i>loud</i>, turning into a roar as his seed spurted into Morrigan's mouth, her hand a blur on his cock as she jacked him off into her mouth, the dwarf not playing with his balls any more. Dagna's head was next to the witch's, watching her as Braeden came in the raven-haired beauty's mouth, unable to hold all of his seed, some dripping down her chin but she didn't move, even when he thrust further into her mouth, the scholar taking the opportunity to lick as much as she could off the apostate's chin.

 

The orgasm lasted a while, surprising Dagna and Morrigan alike, tongue cleaning for longer than either expected. His roar eventually puttered out, his hands relaxing in Morrigan's hair, his breathing heavy. The witch waited until she caught the Warden's eye again, showing him the come that she still held on her tongue, a broad smile coming across her face before she turned to Dagna beside her and kissed the scholar, hard, dominating the kiss. She made sure that the pigtailed dwarf tasted his seed and they both revelled in it, his cock twitching even as it softened.

 

“Andraste's tits you two look amazing...” Braeden said, his speech laboured as he rose up to his elbows, to watch the two kiss, watch the two share his seed.

 

“Do we really?” Dagna broke the kiss to ask, a wide smile spread across her face even as some of his come dripped down her chin. Morrigan kissed her chin, licking it up, before replying for him.

 

“Oh we do. Do not fear knowing how attractive you are, dwarf, it can be a powerful ally.”

 

“Morrigan is, if she is anything, prudent. Don't know it too well though, or at least don't act like it,” Braeden responded, his speech stronger as he regained his strength.

 

“Why not?” the dwarf asked, a hand slowly stroking her clit that was not her own, before she leant down to clean what was left on the Warden's cock, biting her lip and moaning quietly just before she did it.

 

“Oh fuck,” Braeden exclaimed as Dagna began to lick his cock, Morrigan's hand slowly stroking her clit in circles. “It's because arrogance is not attractive. Confidence is a different thing, however,” he spoke firmly while his cock hardened once more under Dagna's ministrations.

 

“Braeden does not like it when I know my beauty too well. 'Tis more likely, with how eager he is to couple with me, it is not something he is vehemently averse to.” Morrigan whispered into the dwarf's ear, continuing to rub her clit. Dagna wasn't sure if she said that to make her feel uncomfortable in joining them or to turn her on, but with the way her hand continued to rub her clit it didn't seem she minded her there. “Is he ready?” The apostate asked, Dagna's tongue still bathing his cock, no longer able to taste any of his seed on it.

 

“Ready for what?” Dagna replied, before her head was turned towards Morrigan's, their lips meeting once more, Braeden groaning in response. The apostate's hand stilled on Dagna's clit, before encouraging her to stand and move onto the bed.

 

“Ready for you,” was the simple response, the witch moving round the bed to kiss her Warden, pushing him down onto his back. His hands began to roam her body, caressing her breasts, pinching her nipples, stroking her clit as they kissed, a hint of his own taste on her lips. The dwarf was not static while they did this, climbing onto the bed, straddling the mage who's manhood was standing tall and proud for her. A phantom hand started to stroke her clit as she poised herself above him, lining his cock up so she could sink herself down on it until it filled her, yet she stayed in position. Her moans grew, watching the two magic users tongue wrestle, their hands roaming each others body before Morrigan turned her eyes to the dwarf.

 

“I'm ready,” Dagna said, yellow meeting brown, a nod from the witch signalling the dwarf to lower herself, impaling herself on the Warden's cock, slowly. She moaned long and loud as she sank down on his cock, sounds from his mouth escaping oh so close to the apostate's ear, who watched every second of her new favourite dwarf using Braeden's cock to fill herself with. His hands found the witch's arse, grasping them tightly as he began to kiss her neck, encouraging her up until she was out of reach of his lips, turning around so she was facing the dwarf, now completely full of Warden cock, before straddling the Mage's head. His head strained up to lick at her dripping wet folds, some of it his own seed, yet it was not in here nature to let him get it easily each time. She hovered, just too far away, especially when Dagna began to raise herself again.

 

“Does he feel good, Dagna?” Morrigan asked, still up on her knees, before almost smothering Braeden with her crotch, his tongue wasting no time in latching on to her clit and playing with it. His fingers lightly digging in to the apostate's buttocks as the dwarf slammed herself back down onto him.

 

“Oh by the fucking stone, yes, he does!” Dagna responded in between moans, her pace growing faster, her body shining in the glow of the room, breasts bouncing as she began to ride the Warden's cock. The phantom hand on her clit was stroking in tight little circles, even as the caster pushed two fingers into the apostate sitting on his face, his hand having so little leverage to move.

 

“Good boy, it is what he is here for,” Morrigan was attempting to provoke him, though she knew he would not take the bait. He continued as he was before, curling his fingers inside her to find the sweet spot he knew was there even as his tongue continued to stroke her clit, the dwarf still using his cock to fuck herself with. The apostate cried out as he found the spot, forcing her to collapse forward, her hands going to either side of the Warden's stomach. This gave him more room to move and so he started to fuck her pussy with his fingers, his tongue continuing to work, the other hand digging in to her buttocks.

 

“He is very goOD!” Morrigan cried out, closing her eyes.

 

“I agree!” Dagna said, quietly enough for only Morrigan to hear it, before her moans returned, Braeden's cock being engulfed by the scholar's core, the action causing the dwarf's breasts to bounce enticingly. Yellow eyes followed them as they bounced, now understanding why Braeden enjoyed watching her ride his cock so often, Dagna looked incredible. The apostate moaned loudly as the mage continued his actions, as well as raising his hips to start to meet Dagna's movements, though it was erratic.

 

“Oh my, Braeden, right there!” Morrigan cried out as he found a spot she liked with his fingers, hitting it repeatedly after she asked him to forcing her to lean further forward. She watched the dwarf's ample breasts bounce, watched her engulfing then revealing the rock hard cock over and over again, never quite fully taking him inside but getting oh so close. The apostate decided to stop being so massive, pulling Dagna forward so she could kiss her, stilling the scholar for a minute before she adjusted, their tongues meeting as they rode opposite parts of their mage, though it did not last long as their breath was repeatedly taken away by the Warden's actions.

 

No words were said but the room was not quiet, moans, sighs and squeals filling it with noise, the slap of Dagna meeting Braeden joined by the squelch of the same. Each time their hips got close to meeting it drove them closer and closer, apostate taking a perky breast into her mouth as she grew nearer and nearer to her peak.

 

“Oh fuck, oh by the fucking stone!” Dagna cried out, her movements making it hard for Morrigan to do as she wished but it not stopping her, teeth lightly biting the nipple between them, watching her face as she got closer to her peak. The apostate was biting it to keep herself quiet as much as to give the dwarf pleasure, her brain telling her she needed to make less noise. It didn't take well, pauses in her ministrations signalled by loud moans into Dagna's chest, even as the dwarf's hands wound their way into her hair to hold her close. The apostate took her own breasts into her hands, her cries growing breathless and quiet, telling both her lovers that she was right next to the edge. The dwarf continued to ride Braeden, releasing the witch's hair to allow her to straighten up, their eyes meeting and that was all it took.

 

“I am coming, oh my Braeden, Dagna, I am coming!” Morrigan moaned, sharply, before her body arched, her fingers tight on her breasts as she came. Braeden lapped up as much as he could of her juices, the Warden close to his own peak. His favourite thing in the world was making a woman come with his mouth, it turned him onto no end, he would not have been so close without it. He continued to lick at the juices leaking out around his fingers, still moving inside her, her legs tensed around his arms. His hips had stopped moving while the apostate straddling his face came, but the dwarf on his cock had not, still riding him for all she was worth, her hands playing with her perky breasts now, the phantom hand erratically now stroking her clit.

 

Morrigan's orgasm washed over her for what seemed like eternity, finally collapsing to her side on the large bed, one of the few good things about the circle tower. Braeden licked around his lips for any more of her juices, before licking them off his fingers, even as his hips began to thrust once more, meeting the dwarf's enthusiastic movements. Morrigan met the Warden's eyes, a smile spreading across her face as she watched him being ridden by the dwarf, a little envious that it wasn't her doing it but not jealous. She didn't spite Dagna for it, it was written all over her face. A particularly shrill cry from the scholar telling him she was close, his head whipped back to watch her riding him and it was almost his undoing. Coated in sweat she shone in the rooms glow, her ample breasts bouncing in time with her pigtails, legs straining with effort. Braeden laid his hands on her legs, tight as his spell grew stronger, his concentration returning as his hips lifted to meet her.

 

“Oh by the stone Braeden, I'm so close! Fuck me, make me come!” Dagna cried, over and over again as she continued. Her face contorted, tensed up before she screamed. “Oh by the fucking STOOOOONE!” The dwarf shouted at the top of her lungs, body arching, tensing as she came, completely not noticing how tense Braeden had become, his face showing Morrigan how close he was. Her core became infinitely warmer, wetter and tighter as she went over the edge, her moans so guttural and erotic that both of those watching her were almost undone. It didn't take long for that to change in Braeden's case.

 

“Do it!” Morrigan ordered in the Warden's ear. Dagna was moving less in the throes of her orgasm but the Warden made up for it on the apostate's command, holding her in place for him to thrust up into, finally forcing all of him inside of the dwarf before he arched his back, a wordless cry leaving his mouth, a signal Morrigan knew well for she had brought it from him on many enjoyable nights. His hands dug into the scholar's thighs, nails lightly marking her slick skin, her head rolling as he pumped her full of his seed once more.

Juices coated the inside of her thighs and covered his crotch, hair matted with moisture, room filled with the noises of their orgasms. Braeden relaxed first, his back slouching as much as it could, hands still on her thighs, breathing heavily, before she collapsed onto him, head barely getting to his chest as it rose and fell beneath her. He turned to look at Morrigan, yellow eyes hard to read, though she stood up, getting to the side of the bed making them both think she was going to leave.

 

“Don't go!” Dagna exclaimed, breathlessly, before sitting up, taking a great effort to get off Braeden, wincing as his softening cock left her. Morrigan leaned forward, cradling Dagna's chin, before kissing her gently. Braeden had never seen the witch be so tender.

 

“Silly dwarf, I am not leaving. I am simply cold and I needed you two off the bed sheets so I could get underneath them.” Morrigan stated, the three of them quickly scrambling to get under the covers. “This tower is a cold place. I do not like it.”

 

“It has it's perks, my witch.” Braeden said as he pulled her close on one side of him, the much smaller dwarf in a similar position on the other side. “It has it's perks.”

 

“Do you think we can keep her?” Morrigan quietly whispered in his ear, Dagna oblivious, her eyes closed, her arm resting on his stomach. Braeden smiled.

 

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This was a request from someone very special to me, I know they like it, I hope you all do too :) As always, reviews are more than welcome!

 

Sorry to all those following "Which Cheek?" I have a decent section of the next chapter written, but between this and various reasons I've been very busy (Which is only going to get worse), I am unlikely to be finishing the next chapter anytime soon! It's even less likely to have some smut in, :/